The sword that defeated Song Wuji in an instant, until the end of the first round of decisive battles, still lingered in everyone's hearts, lingering for a long time, that streamer that fell from the sky, its power was far beyond their imagination, and it also represented that Qing Yu's strength was far greater than Song Wouji.

The outer disciples in the area of the audience, they still had some understanding of Song Wuji's methods, and even everyone was sure that he would defeat Qing Yu, but they didn't expect that it would end like this.

The name of Qing Yu is not known to the disciples of the inner and outer sects, but there are countless people who have seen him.

And this sword also made his name resound throughout the Sword Sect from this moment, the young man with the sword box on his back, his appearance, his coldness, and his domineering, were deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts, and even more, some of the people who participated in the decisive battle, they reminded themselves not to meet him in the decisive battle.

Moreover, that sword, as well as the soul attack, may be far from his true strength, which is what they fear and fear the most.

Some people with a heart also discovered one point, that is, his speed, within ten zhang, came in an instant, and the sky-breaking sword light was so fast that people couldn't capture it with the naked eye, but at the moment when he was about to slash on Song Wuji's body, he was held in his hand, shocked and deeply ashamed at the same time.

The outer disciples who entered the Sword Sect with him, even more than half of the people in the outer gate, suddenly had an illusion in their hearts, that is, Qing Yu was the stars in the sky, and they were like mud and dust on the ground.

After the first round, Sikong Haoran secretly left alone, otherwise, he might be pestered by Ye Ziying and complained, and he came to the courtyard where the outer disciples were.

Two embarrassed figures with blue noses and swollen faces and blood left on the corners of their mouths sat cross-legged on the bed to breathe, tomorrow's decisive battle is crucial, so they must seize every minute and every second to restore themselves to their best condition to compete for the top 14 seats.

"Squeak..."

"Haoran, why are you here. ”

"Ahem... Haoran..."

Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong came to their senses the moment the door opened, looking at the figure at the door, a knowing smile appeared on their faces, Shi Tiandong was involved in the injuries in his body due to excessive force, and he grinned for a while.

"Don't move, I'm here to see you. ”

Sikong Haoran came to them, looked at the appearance of the two at this time, and continued: "Congratulations on entering the top twenty-seven, tomorrow will be a more tragic competition, and it will be more dangerous, so you must be careful, if you are not defeated, admitting defeat is not a very shameful thing." ”

Sikong Haoran knew the personalities of the two, until the last moment, they would not easily shout these two words, it can be seen from the first round of the decisive battle today, but anything unexpected in the decisive battle can happen, and the battle situation is also changing rapidly.

Shi Tianshuo: "Haoran, don't worry, we will be careful." ”

Shi Tiandong: "Ahem..."

There was a spark burning in the eyes of the two of them, and then it showed the trend of burning the prairie and burning brightly, their current strength was the intermediate level of the Great Sword Master, and they found that they were getting farther and farther away from Sikong Haoran, and they wanted to get close to him and contribute to him.

Looking at the persistence and fighting spirit in the eyes of the two, once upon a time, it was not like them, unwilling to give up and unwilling to admit defeat.

Sikong Haoran sent out violent Xuan Qi fluctuations in front of his fingers, and a Xuan-level advanced formation pointed out towards the roof, and several pitch-black demon cores were projectile in various places in the room, and an invisible enchantment instantly enveloped this courtyard.

With the soul power breaking through to the consummation of the spiritual realm, the portrayal of the Xuan-level advanced formation diagram was already a breeze for him now.

The Ice Array Diagram in the Sword Lake is the primary level of the Heavenly Order, which can be depicted and arranged, completely

It was with the help of the time and location of Sword Lake, so he almost lost his life, but being able to depict the Heavenly Rank Formation Diagram is enough to prove that Sikong Haoran's immersion and attainments in the formation are no longer what they used to be.

Shi Tianshuo: "..."

Shi Tiandong: "..."

The two of them were stunned to see the strange scene that had just appeared, their jaws and eyes almost fell to the ground, Sikong Haoran glanced at them angrily, "This is the Xuan-level advanced defense array, I want to heal your injuries now, there are many people in the outer gate, in order to prevent unnecessary trouble." ”

"Haoran, you... You can even set up a formation!" Shi Tianshuo's throat rolled up and down involuntarily, and he was simply amazed by Sikong Haoran's actions just now.

Although he and Shi Tiandong didn't know anything about the formation, they had also seen a lot of formations in the secret realm, and they were still shocked to see Sikong Haoran's arrangement, feeling that his body was covered with a veil of mystery, as if he had never really known him.

"Grandpa taught me from a young age... I'm going to heal Shi Tiandong's wounds first, don't move, and follow the trajectory of my soul to breathe. ”

Sikong Haoran sat cross-legged behind Shi Tiandong, and when he saw that Shi Tianshuo just wanted to speak, he immediately stopped him, "I haven't consumed any Xuan Qi today, and it won't affect tomorrow's decisive battle, don't worry, I have my own measure." ”

Stretching out his fingers, the soul power of the spiritual realm is gathered in front of the fingers, and the healing methods recorded in the Begonia Medical Dictionary have strict requirements for soul power, just Sikong Haoran perfectly has such conditions, more profound, obscure, he is also at a loss for a while now, and he can only wait until the soul breaks through the heavenly realm, or even a higher realm to comprehend.

The vast soul power penetrated into Shi Tiandong's body, and the injury was far worse than Sikong Haoran imagined, throwing away other distracting thoughts, sending a wave of thoughts to the Soul Refining Ding, and then a ball of brilliant golden soul power condensed into a nebula in his body, spreading towards every inch of the injured place.

A quarter of an hour... Two quarters of an hour... Half an hour... An hour... Time was slowly passing, and the stars covered the night sky.

A figure appeared outside the gate of the courtyard, his face turned a little pale, and he pointed out towards the large array again, according to their pranayama, it was the early morning of the next day when they woke up, and the large array would also dissipate at that time.

Sikong Haoran stepped out and disappeared into the outer door as an afterimage, while in another part of the courtyard, a figure hidden in the darkness watched the direction of his departure.

The first round of the decisive battle has come to an end, and tomorrow, it will be the second round, and there will be eight people in the 'winner's group' of the inner gate, and sixteen people in the 'loser's group' will be eliminated.

The top 27 of the outer gate will also re-screen the opponents, one person has a bye, and thirteen people will be eliminated directly.

In tomorrow's decisive battle, the inner door 'loser's group' will usher in a more cruel and bloody fight, and which eight people will continue to stay in the 'winner's group', and which eight people will be eliminated directly from the "loser's group", will be the focus of debate.

This night, whether it was the pride of the sky at the outer gate or the inner gate, they were all recuperating and recovering their Xuan Qi and injuries, and Sikong Haoran, who returned to Cloud Shadow Peak, quietly came to the roof.

Tens of thousands of stars filled the night sky, and the autumn wind blew on his body, slipping quietly through his fingers, and the sound of leaves falling from time to time could be heard.

A figure dressed in coarse linen clothes, with white hair and beard, and some rickety backs appeared in the starry sky, as if he had returned to the Tieling Mountains of the Western Regions.

He sat in front of the door of the house with his grandfather, looking at the starry sky, telling interesting stories between the various regions and states of the Hengduan Continent, and the sound of exclamation and laughter lingered over the silent Tieling.

Leaning on Sikong Xuan's body, he felt the warmth coming from his chest, as if today's hard work and soreness had all disappeared.

"Grandpa, why are there so many stars in the sky?" Sikong Haoran pulled Sikong Xuan's gray beard and asked a very stupid question.

"Because every star in the galaxy is the eye of man, it sees the people running in the night looking for directions, so it comes out of the clouds and casts light. Sikong Xuan frowned while grinning, and said vaguely.

"Then do they have life?" seemed to hear the tone of Sikong Xuan's words, so he stopped the movement of his hand and raised his head and asked.

"The heaven and the earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and the moon are shining. From the vast universe, mountains and rivers, to grass and trees, and even mayflies in the dust between heaven and earth, they all have life. Sikong Xuan looked up at the starry sky, his black and white eyes were covered by a layer of hazy nebula, and the momentum on his body also underwent earth-shaking changes.

Sikong Haoran didn't know when he got up, his squatting body became sitting cross-legged, his eyes were tightly closed, Sikong Xuan's words were still lingering in his ears, and every word went straight to the depths of his soul.

The Soul Refining Ding was cheering, and even the black shadow in the mirage space opened its evil eyes slightly at this time.

The autumn breeze is no longer slightly cold, the scattered yellow leaves are no longer bleak, and the wind that slips through the fingers is like finding a harbor to stay, caressing every inch of skin it blows.

The Xuan Qi and Soul that were floating in the sky above Cloud Shadow Peak seemed to have been summoned, and they poured into the figure sitting cross-legged on the roof, and the soul decision was running even faster at this moment, and the three big characters of the Soul Refining Ding bloomed with brilliant golden light in the sea of souls.

The free Xuan Qi and Soul were no longer limited by Cloud Shadow Peak, but spread towards the other four peaks, and then encompassed the entire Inner Gate of the Sword Sect.

Ye Chaoyang appeared silently on the roof of the attic, and then pointed out, and Cloud Shadow Peak added an invisible transparent enchantment, and then four other figures also appeared one after another, just as they were about to speak, a soul voice appeared in the sea of souls of the four people.

The four peak masters of the inner gate opened their eyes one after another, and they all turned their eyes to the direction where the Cloud Shadow Peak was located, and then closed them again.

The wind swept the clouds, a tornado condensed by Xuan Qi and soul, appeared above Sikong Haoran's head, and the four legs and four ears of the Soul Refining Ding shot out a golden brilliance, as if to welcome this guest who arrived as promised.

The rules of order between heaven and earth seem to be no longer so ethereal at this moment, and seem to have become traceable.

The soul ocean involuntarily replayed, the battle between the Chinese Yu Taishang Elder and the mirage in the secret room, the rules of order retreated, annihilated, reborn, collided between them, and then replayed again, and the cycle repeated.

The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost.

The power of the invisible rules gradually appeared in the sight of his soul little by little, no longer out of reach, and his soul, muscles, blood, and cells seemed to be bathed in the rules of order, looming, and leaving.

Suspended in the soul ocean, in the brilliant golden halo, a trace of white thunder was wandering, the refining continued, and then, the pure souls overflowed, as if they had vitality, roaring towards the deepest part of the soul ocean.

It was pitch black, lifeless, and the oppressive aura shrouded every inch of the place, incompatible with the brilliant golden soul ocean, at this moment, a golden point of light flickered at some point, and with the influx of a large amount of pure soul power, the golden point of light gradually grew, and the darkness was no longer so lifeless.

The tornado formed by the condensation of Xuan Qi and soul disappeared after an hour, and it can be said that if it weren't for the profound background of the Sword Sect, such a movement would have to return to 10,000 years ago if it came once or twice.

A sleepy-eyed petite figure appeared in the open space in front of the door, "It's noisy, and you won't let people sleep." ”